Boys and their toys



Oh, my God, I love snowmobiling!

 I've known Todd over 17 years and he has despised snowmobiles during all that time--hates the smell, the noise...etc.  Needless to say, I was a bit surprised when he came home with a snowmobile in December.  I thought it was a joke--like, maybe he was storing it for somebody or borrowing it.  Turns out it was really "ours" (though I won't be driving it anytime soon).  Boden really liked riding with his dad and going "super fast" (I don't know what that speed is and I'm not asking).  Apparently, snowmobiles multiply when they get wet (like Gremlins, I guess) or snowed on, because one day a  mini snowmobile appeared in the garage next to the big one.  Strange.  Boden immediately declared it his and has taken it out for a spin several times.  It looks hilarious because the speed is slow enough that I can jog next to him (in boots and snowpants!) but he looks like he thinks he's going 100 mph, tearing up the lake.